After Jill threw the horse to the waiter, he walked into the tavern with cat-like silent steps. Although it is not a peaceful and prosperous time, it is not to the point where people are hungry and mourning. Those who have no family background People without status can still live well even though they don't have enough to eat, so the road is still smooth. It took Jill less than a month to reach the vicinity of the Papal State.

The Papal State is a small country, with only three cities in total, namely the academy city Albige, the holy city of Selman, and the trading city of Shire. It also flows in from this, so whether believers are going on a pilgrimage to the Holy Land or scholars are entering Academy City for further studies, Shire is a necessary stop for entering the Papal Kingdom, and of course Jill is no exception. Because Shire is mixed with fish and dragons, most of the support staff of the Zion Society are also placed here.

Such as the tavern Jill is now entering.

Jill had to admit that perhaps the presence of the pope and religion really had some miraculous effect. At least there was no chaos in Shire's tavern. If you're drunk, you can occasionally see some white-robed believers reciting the Creation teachings in a low voice in the corner.

Of course, it may also be the reason why the proprietress is too aggressive.

Just as Jill was thinking about this, she saw a middle-aged woman with a lingering charm coming from the back kitchen of the hotel. The woman had long shiny golden curly hair and was wearing a brown long dress with off-shoulder. The woman's smooth shoulders and half of her breasts were exposed, and the half skirt was shorter than that of the women in the brothel one street away. When the woman saw Jill, she seemed to be taken aback, but then quickly stepped forward , An ivy-like arm wrapped around Jill's neck, and said coquettishly, "Yo, Jill, I haven't seen you for a long time, how come you have time to come to the Pope's Kingdom recently?"

Jill was about to answer, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a man in the corner. The moment he heard Jill's name, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Jill, but he seemed to realize his mistake very quickly, so He bowed his head again.

"What else can it be for? Isn't it just for business? The batch of goods my father bought is said to have been shipped to Shire, how about it? You didn't open the box, did you?" Jill said with a smile.

"Hey, don't you still trust me? How many years have I been transferring to your father? If I seek personal gain, will that old fox of your father give it to me?" The woman pretended to be angry and patted Jill's face lightly. , and then took Jill's hand and walked upstairs to the tavern: "Let's go, let me show you little brat."

Jill shrugged, let the woman pull her upstairs, and entered a room on the innermost floor. It was not until the woman closed the door that Jill put away the bright and gentle smile just now, and sat down on the wooden stool beside her. , changed to a depressed expression: "Do I really have to be sexually harassed by you every time I come here? Annie."

"Fuck your grandma, you don't know how to be blessed, brat, I am a regular customer in this tavern, the one who can steal the Pope's ring from me just by winking, you are the only one who looks impatient " Annie changed from her coquettish downstairs, sat on the bed with her legs crossed, and just rolled her eyes at Jill.

Jill made a gesture: "How can I be impatient?"

"Come on boy, the corners of your mouth are so stiff that they are about to twitch, and those who are far away can't see it. I can see your old lady clearly. If I drag you down for a while, your face will probably be distorted. , " Annie said with a serious face, "Is that why you don't want to see me?"

Jill sternly: "I really don't like women older than me."

"Get out! Next time, go wherever you like, don't come to me."

Jill couldn't help laughing when he saw the older woman go crazy like a little girl, thinking that this woman, Anne, has been playing the coquettish image all year round, maybe she can't even say a few foul words, just in front of him Playing prestige, if you really don't come, you may not know how to blame him next time, so you simply changed the subject: "Who was that person just now?"

Annie snorted coldly: "Why, you noticed it too? I sniffed at the store intentionally or unintentionally a few days ago, and that person reacted the most when I heard your name. Maybe you can’t hear the wind at all, but that person is too strange. Ordinary people, even if they hear your name Jill, most of them will subconsciously feel that it is impossible to see their ordinary life that has never seen a monster. He saw such a dangerous person, and thought it was just the same name, but he seemed to be sure that you were nearby."

"Isn't it possible that the targeted target sent someone out to inquire about information?" Jill looked indifferent.

"Impossible, people who can hear the wind will not send this kind of thing to inquire about information, and those who can send this kind of thing can't afford this kind of information."

In fact, the Zion Society will really sell some information to those who are assassinated. In addition to the bounty hired, this is also an important source of the Zion Society’s economy, but it’s just something like you being targeted. However, due to the fact that the information is very accurate, the price on the black market is abnormally high, so high that even if the assassination is not completed, there is still money left after paying the liquidated damages. Of course, it is best to have a successful assassination, so that You can make a lot of money, and the killer himself can also get a considerable bonus. Of course, if you are unlucky, you may end up dead without a whole body. Therefore, Zion will usually respect his opinion when selling information. Or when it is very profitable, the Zion Society will directly offer a reward for the challenge of taking the head in the case of information leakage.

Of course, ordinary assassination organizations really dare not do this, but the Zion Society is really famous and has a lot of talents under it. It is in its heyday, and it is impossible for them to make money by following the rules and old ways. In fact, they do have some goals. Losing sense of proportion due to panic, or even being frightened mad, makes it easier for killers to succeed, but more killers are faced with iron barrel-like defenses and round-the-clock patrols. Of course, even directly attack Zion. The attack on the lair Makria.

But so far no one has been able to attack Maklia. The number of people or forces who can really attack Maklia can be counted with one hand. Of course, Zion will not provoke it easily.

In short, the Zion Society is all kinds of assassination organizations that are frantically probing on the verge of being wiped out, and if they go too far, they may really die.

Every time Jill thinks of this place, he thinks it is a miracle that this organization can exist for more than 100 years and nearly 200 years.

Although Jill basically chose to sell information to get a higher bounty when he accepted the assassination mission ten years ago, on the one hand, he felt that the target of the assassination was Anvent, so it was impossible to just acquiesce that he was still the old rule, Still send the information to the black market. On the other hand, even if those people of the Zion Order really want him to stay in the Papal State forever, so they created this "accident", Jill believes that with the reserve of a hero, he would rather Adding an additional defensive circle next to the Tower of Tears, it is absolutely impossible to inquire about the person who assassinated him with great fanfare, because this action itself is showing weakness.

The so-called hero is a reserved creature.

"What are you going to do? That person?" Anne suddenly said, interrupting Jill's thinking.

"Let me listen to your arrangement first, when are you going to send me 'leave'?"

The so-called leaving is a common method. In order not to attract attention, the killers of the Zion Society usually change their identities with the responders, and let another person leave the city in place of their original identities. Others are suspicious, and the completion of the identity exchange usually means the beginning of the killer's own actions.

"Of course the day after tomorrow is best. If you're in a hurry, the day after tomorrow is also fine."

Jill thought for a while: "Then the day after tomorrow, I'm not in a hurry."

Jill is really not in a hurry, anyway, the target this time is extremely dangerous, and there may even be no return, so why should he rush to die.

Then Jill and Annie chatted a little more. Jill saw that Annie seemed to want to say something to him, but she seemed unable to make up her mind to speak. Jill sighed, and simply got up, asking herself to reserve the room she used frequently for herself. No, he made a gesture to open the door and go out.

Once out, the two can only be the sons of the intermediary and the buyer.

Annie Huo got up and stopped Jill.

Jill looked back at her.

It was the first time Jill saw Anne's expression at this time. She had a serious face, looked at Jill seriously, and clutched her skirt tightly.

"Jill," Annie asked, "I know that according to the rules, I shouldn't ask, but I just can't bear it..."

Jill looked at Annie quietly.

Annie exhaled: "Your assassination target is really Anvent Jarmis Salam, right?"

"……how?"

Annie seemed to be ashamed, and lowered her head: "He is a good person, he is not a person who deserves to die."

"Annie, you should understand that no matter who I want to kill, it has nothing to do with whether he is good or bad. There are always people who hate him in this world. As long as the people he hates can afford the price, then no matter who he is, I'm going to kill him...even if he is a great hero, there is no one who deserves to die in this world."

"I know, Jill, but if it were me, I would never kill him."

"...Because everyone who went to assassinate him is dead?"

"No, it's because none of the people who went to assassinate him came back."

Jill frowned: "Is there any difference between the two?"

For a killer who fails to assassinate and cannot come back, it usually means death, and the Zion Society doesn’t have any sayings about seeing people alive or dead. People who don’t come back within a certain period of time, no matter what , are considered dead.

Anne still looked down at her toes: "You will understand, Jill, they are not dead, they just 'can't come back'."

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